#eminent.start

[xaalways]

staking his claim at a table on the edge of the room, he’d spent the past hour or so going through posts about the night and commenting and liking occasional ones, before reminding himself that he should interact with the people in the room, and not just in his phone. walking over to the nearest table, he took one of the empty seats before looking over at the person now beside him. “is it wrong to be a little upset that nothing crazy has happened so far? or did something insane happen, and i just missed it?” 

[aliisandras]

“want to tell me what you think?” her friend had just finished mixing a new song together. and she usually wouldn't ask anyone who isn't apart of the album process to answer that question, but she's sorry out of luck at this point. fuck andre matthis for letting her go ; ali knows shes a star, and it's apparent he didn't see it. "g'na put it on my next mixtape either way, but it's good to get opinions."

[clairebellemores-blog]

o p e n .

she had FINALLY made her way through what seemed like an endless sea of press. luckily they hadn’t had too many questions for her, and there were plenty of other people they’d much rather speak to than her. after trying her best to stand still for photographs she stumbled her way off the carpet, nearly falling right into someone. “i am SO sorry,” she spoke, “it’s these damn heels.”

[samvcls]

he’s scoping out places ( at riassa’s request, of course ) and trying to find ways in. desperate times call for desperate measures and he knows if he doesn’t send something to his family soon, things won’t end well. no one questions sammy. he’s as innocent as a deer, big doe eyes & soft face. it’s easy to look like he’s just walking around, not taking in every possible point of entry, exit and security camera in the residence. as he steps onto the other side of sidewalk, he nearly crashes into someone. “shit,” what a way to get him out of his own thoughts. “sorry.”

[mamabellemoore-blog]

   “Why do everyone keep asking me if I can let them meet Scooby Doo. even after all this time. C’mon we all know dogs can’t talk.” she said and chuckled lightly. “Plus I am no longer Buffy, sometimes people just really can’t move on. this world is crazy.” she said smiling.

[huckdavenport]

    “it won’t kill you to sit halfway still for just like, twenty more seconds. hang tight.” he gives them a pointed look a few seconds later when he next glances up from his sketchbook. there’s a certain irony in huxley telling someone to sit still, when being told the same thing only makes him fidget more, but it’s one he definitely doesn’t pick up on

[xaalways]

with it being a new year, drew had decided to try and change some things on his channel. his main videos would never change, that didn't mean he couldn't throw in a few extras here and there. that week's new idea, for him, had been vlogging, something the vast majority of his youtube friends seemed to do with ease. he on the hand, seemed to forget to charge the camera he needed almost daily. groaning in frustration as he saw the blinking battery light once more, he hit the side of the camera a few times. "why won't you work." he mumbled, before noticing a shadow in his peripheral vision. "technology, can't trust it." he joked, hoping the other would understand where he was coming from, opposed to judging what must have looked strange even for their town.

[clairebellemores-blog]

“can you just –––– HOLD this,” she mumbled and she knelt on the ground and searched through her bookbag for god knows what. claire held out a journal to the other, hoping they’d do what she’d asked of them. it really wasn’t that big of an ask. “i know that it’s in here somewhere. –– please don’t open it up,” she spoke as she looked up from her spot on the ground.